Today is a sad day for me as I am sitting at home in Florida watching the Indianapolis 500 on TV instead of sitting at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway watching the race in person. I have watched this race my entire life as Speedway is my mom's hometown and my dad has always been a race fan (my theory is that if he had been given the opportunity, he could have been a pretty successful driver). My grandparents house was a mile or so from the track, mom now lives across from the track, and we have family and good friends all over the area. When I was in 4th grade we spent several weeks in May with my grandparents. Strangely enough I had never been to the race itself until about 10 years ago. It has become an annual pilgrimage that is not as much about the race as it is about spending the weekend with family and friends, walking up and down Georgetown, relaxing, and having fun. Of course, attending the race is part of the fun and is hard to describe to someone who hasn't been to it. The energy of the crowd of several hundred thousand, the festivities prior to the race, the parade of members of the Armed Forces riding around the track waving to the crowd, the whine of the cars, and so much more add to the excitement. It truly is the Greatest Spectacle in Racing! Our plan is to be back there next year.
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